But France is too sound and honest and sober a race to live contented
with no other public influence than that of her untrustworthy Press. The
Catholics have always understood that religious ideas are most happily
and lastingly spread by direct personal influences, hence the prestige
of their clergy. Catholic clubs and societies abound, but the want of
liberal education in the working-man was deeply felt in the revelations
of the _Affaire_. To write of France to-day is to hark back perpetually
to the Dreyfus Affair. Everything seems to date from it, everything to
touch it, everything to be explained by it. The misfortunes of no single
man in all history have ever left such abiding and momentous consequences
as those of the Alsatian Jewish officer, whose return to his native land
all Europe stood still to watch with thrilled pulses. And so it was felt,
as infamy after infamy practised against him was discovered, that the
people should be educated to think for themselves, to know and understand
what is being done in their name. It was felt, too, that they should have
their share of the intellectual ideas, the moral and mental beauty that
brightens life and gives it zest, hitherto appropriated by the rich and
leisured classes. What M. Deherme calls the co-operation in idea, the
basis of the people’s colleges of Paris, is really the popularisation
of culture. Anything is good that will help to keep the workmen out of
the wineshops, where they are poisoned with inferior and inflammable
alcohol, and guard them from the political garbage of their inferior and
inflammable newspapers. If you cannot give the workman space, privacy,
wealth, and luxurious home-life, at least make him free in his heritage
of the thoughts that move the ages, put him in contact with the current
of ideas in the ambient air. And so M. Deherme’s notion “caught on,”
and from it sprang the “Universités Populaires” opened in several of the
populous working-quarters of the capital, where every evening, during
certain periods, every different kind of distinguished citizen gives some
of his leisure and some of his brains to the poor.
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